Third person POV
Darhl was seated in his study with the dim light his eyes staring blankly at the old dewy looking bookshelf in the dark room that helped him remain calm for some reason, his mind drifting back to the conversation he had with the queen.
Making him sigh, at her words that kept repeating in his head.
To him, it sounded like she was just trying to play mind tricks on him as she was a queen of tricksters and he doesn't fall for any of her tricks having known her for ages now, but he couldn't help but wonder if this time was different.
"The beast has awoken already, and he would be coming for her," she had said.
The "her" in her words been Glamour, the girl he had married while thinking to save himself for a few more months until he finds his sister who had gone missing due to his recklessness a few years back.
However Darhl couldn't help but wonder what she had to do with any of this.
